Chapter 18
So guys, I'm really sorry I haven't updated in so long. School has been insane. Anyway, who else watched Victorious?! I literally fell off the couch when Jade Beck said that to Tori! Then I started jumping and screaming when they made out, nearly knocking over my Christmas tree! :)
Jade's POV
As we all strolled down the street, something caught my eye on the corner. Everyone is still laughing at something Andre said, but my laughter was seized as the person I feared the most came into my sight. Shit. I hope he doesn't see us. I hope he doesn't see us. I hope he doesn't see- too damn late!
"Guys, guys," I tell the others, fear flashing across my face. "We need to go. Now."
"Babe, what's wrong?" Beck asks me as I push everyone down the busy sidewalk.
"I saw my dad on the corner and he spotted us. Just try to blend in with everyo-" I was cut short by someone grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling me into a dark alley. Their filthy hand covered my mouth as I was dragged into some building.
"Nice to see you again." My father's voice echo's throughout the creepy building. He roughly digs his nails into my arm.
"Jade!" I hear Beck yell. Their footsteps' coming closer makes my stomach less queasy.
"Beck!" I squeak as my father rams his foot into my side.
"Get off of her!" Beck growls, running to us. But my father is too fast. Other men are already surrounding my friends.
"Tie them," my dad commands. They do as their told, tying them all to different chairs using duct tape and rope.
"Now get out. Don't tell anyone or I'll kill you all," my dad threatens them. They all scramble out of the building. Damn, dad.
"Harsh, much?" I ask him. He pushes me against the wall, holding a knife to my throat. God dammit.
"Get off of me," I struggle to say. But the knife suddenly lashes into my stomach, sending a searing pain through it. I gasp and he rips it out.
"Jade!" All the others scream. My dad turns to them, walking over there. I slide down the wall, holding my hands to my stomach. Everything is a blur, but my hearing is still in check. I can hear Beck's cries and I can vaguely see him being beaten to the ground.
"Beck," I whisper hoarsely, longing for air. C'mon Jade. Do it. Do it for him.
I slowly bring myself to my feet, still clutching my side. I look down to the knife by me feet, covered in my blood. I pick it up, slowly walking up to the others. My father is causing so much damage to Beck it makes me hurt. I limp closer to my dad, facing his back so he doesn't see me.
"Don't…touch him," I breathe out, shoving the knife into his back. The last thing I see is my dad collapsing to the ground, police sirens and Beck lying unconscious before I black out.
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I woke up with lights blinding me even though my eyes were closed. I tried to move my hand, but all I get is some twitching from my fingers. Suddenly, a squeal comes from across the room.
"Jadey! Jadey's awake! Beck! Get in here! Jade's awake! Guys get in here!" I hear Cat squeal. Then, more footsteps come running in.
"Cat, she's not awake. She's still in a coma," Tori says sadly. I hear a groan from the other side of the room.
"B-but, I saw her hand move! I promise!" Cat whimpers and I can just hear the tears in her eyes.
"Cat, you might just be seeing things because that's what you want to see," Andre says to her.
"I'm not crazy! I'm serious!" Cat says to them.
"She's gone insane," Rex says. I hear the rip of fabric.
"Cat!" Robbie exclaims. "That's normally Jade's job!"
"Well, she would've done it!" Cat claims. I need to find the urge to twitch my hand, open my eyes, talk or give them some kind of sign. There's a sharp pain in my stomach as I try to open my mouth, but I can't stop. Cat's not insane. She was going insane when we didn't have our phones, but this is different.
"Cat's… right," I breathe out. "I'm alive." Gasps are exchanged throughout the room. Someone grabs my hand, unmistakably Beck.
"Jade, you've got to open your eyes," Beck coaxes.
"Turn that light off," I grumble. The light goes away and my eyelids flutter open. At first, everything's a blur. But then I notice Beck and the others being escorted out of the room.
"What's going on?" I snap at one of the nurses.
"We've got to get some more medicine and fluids in you," she says. "Your friends had to be escorted out so we could do it.
"Why can't they be in here?" I question angrily.
"Because they don't need to see all of this," she says. Okay, now I'm starting panic. What are they going to do to me? Whatever it is, they better watch themselves. I bite.
"Hi, Jadelyn. I'm-"
"Don't call me that. I'm Jade," I cut the doctor off. She nods.
"Jade, I'm Dr. Quinn," she starts off again. "You fell into a coma after you were injured. We have to give you some shots and readjust your IV." Now I'm really panicking. Sure, I like pain and needles, but this is not the good kind of pain and I don't like it when other people stick those sharp things in me. I'm not a piece of fabric.
"How many shots?" I ask, my voice a little shaky.
"About five. We couldn't mix them together," Dr. Quinn replies. Five?! FIVE?!
"Are you crazy?!" I exclaim, glaring at her.
"BECK!" I scream. "GET IN HERE! THEY'RE TRYING TO KILL ME!" He never came in. I wonder where he is when I need him. I snatch my phone off the table and plug my headphones in. I wince at the sudden sting in my arm, causing me to glare at the doctor. She ignores it and keeps jabbing them in my arm, much to my disliking. I want to go home.
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"Jadey! It's Christmas! Get up!" Cat yells, jumping on my bed, once again.
"Cat…" I groan, turning away from her. "Get out."
"But it's 11! I've been waiting for you to get up since 8! Everyone else is already up!" She whines.
"I like sleeping in, unlike other people!" I snap at her before shoving the covers off of me and walking downstairs with everyone else.
"Someone better have my coffee made," I snap, crossing my arms over my chest.
"In the kitchen," Beck replies, kissing my forehead.
"Go get it," I grumble. He sighs, but walks up to the kitchen, coming back with my coffee mug in his hands. I snatch it form him and drink it down.
"Let's play some music!" Cat cheers happily, walking over to the Pearphone dock. She plugs her phone in and starts playing Deck the Halls.
"God no," I groan. "Change it!"
"No! It's Christmas, so therefore we will listen to Christmas music!" Cat says back. I groan again before sitting against the wall next to the tree, overloaded with presents underneath it. I bend my knees and press my elbows on them, my hands holding up my head.
"Who gets to open the first one?" Tori asks. But before anyone can answer, Cat's dashed practically under the tree, ransacking them and finding hers.
"I guess Cat is," Tori says.
"Thank you, Captain Obvious," I say in a stupid voice, crossing my eyes and sticking my tongue out of the corner of my mouth. Everyone laughs. Cat comes from under the tree with a wrapped, medium sized box. Robbie helps her pull it over since it's a little heavy, I guess. She rips the pink and white polka dot paper off of it and beams happily at it when it's completely unwrapped.
"A Wii?!" Cat exclaims, examining the box with excitement. "Who got it for me?!"
"Everyone," I answer casually. We all pitched in to get her it, since she's been begging for one. Everyone did that for everyone. Five of us would help pay for one big present for the left out person. Cat, of course, comes around screaming and squeezing everyone to death.
"Can't we just gather them all and let everyone open theirs? There's no point in taking forever to do this," I snap.
"All of us must open at least one present in front of everyone. And then we can do that," Tori compromises. I roll my eyes as Robbie crawls under the tree and grabs one. He opens his, Tori opens hers, Andre opens his and Beck opens his.
"A guitar?!" Beck exclaims, grinning ear to ear. I smile the smallest smile at his reaction. "Whose idea was this?" Everyone turns to look at me.
"None of us helped with that present. The big present from us would be making-"
"Shut up, Vega!" I run over and slap my hand over her mouth. "He doesn't need to know about that one yet!" I yank my hand away from her and walk over to the tree. I grab the smallest present and take in my hands, unwrapping it carefully. I gasp as I hold up the gorgeous silver scissor necklace, linked onto the chain. It has Jade carved in it with cursive writing on the blade of the scissors.
"Who got me this?" I question, searching the box for a label.
"Beck," Cat says simply. "I went with him to get it. He got it a while ago when you guys were broken up, so he kept it until he figured out the right time to give it to you." I just nod and put it back in its box, placing it on the coffee table. I walk over to Beck and kiss him softly.
"Thanks for the necklace," I whisper in his ear.
"Thanks for the guitar," he whispers back. I smile before gathering all of my presents around me and tearing them open. So far I have a scissor plush pillow, a black blanket with silver scissors embedded in it, The Scissoring series, scissor earrings, scissor covered shoelaces, tickets to The Scissoring House Tour, scissor covered phone case and a gift card to Jet Brew. Mostly scissor stuff, which I don't mind at all. Oh yeah, and a new pair of combat boots.
"I wanna do the stockings!" Cat runs over to her pink one and pours it out on the rug. I grab my scissor covered one and dump its contents, finding a brand new pair of scissors that I love, Splat hair coloring dye, more scissor stuff and a bag of carrots.
"Why the hell do I have a bag of car…"I stop mid-sentence when Beck comes out with a white bunny dappled in black patches.
"You did not." I drop the carrots and grab the bunny out of Beck's hands, petting it.
"Oh, but I did." He smiles. "His cage is in your room."
"His?" I prompt.
"Yep," Beck replies. "So, what's his name?"
"Oooo, name it Fluffy!" Cat exclaims, clapping her hands and giggling.
"NO!" I shout at her. She stops, frowning.
"I like Thumper, therefore, his name is Thumper." I decide, staring adoringly at the fur ball. I take it in my room and place him gently in his cage, which is filled with toys. I walk across the hall to Cat's room and walk in her closet, getting Beck's Christmas present.
A tiny Dalmatian.
Yes, I got Oliver a puppy that matches my bunny. I wasn't exactly planning on it. But seriously, the thing is the size of a Beanie Baby. I take a box wrapped in Christmas wrapping paper, holes poked all around it.
"Now when you go in here, you shut up and don't make any noise until this box is open. DO you understand me?" I snap at the puppy, placing it in the box. He, yes he, can barely walk since it's so young. I walk out in the living room with the light box shoved in my hands.
"Beck, your present's here," Tori tells him. I hand him the box.
"What is it?" He asks.
"Open and find out, idiot." I smirk at him. He looks at me carefully.
"Did you put something in here that will scare the hell out of me because if you did-"
"Just open it!" I cut him off. He does, beaming when he sees the puppy. He picks it up, cradling it.
"You got me a puppy?!" He exclaims.
"No we got you socks," I say sarcastically. "Of course we got you a puppy!"
"Why don't you go put it in your room and get him situated?" Andre suggests. Beck stands up from the couch and I take the stuff out of Cat's closet, following him into his room. We get everything right where it needs to be before putting the puppy in its bed. It falls asleep instantly.
"So, what's his name?" I ask Beck.
"Anything that resembles to you," Beck smiles cheekily, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Hell, I might even name him Jade." We laugh and I stare into his gorgeous brown eyes, leaning in the same time he does. And as I deepen the kiss, I realize it.
My dad is gone.
Beck and I are together.
We love each other.
The tough days are over.
Well… that's the ending! I hoped you liked it! Thanks for all of the inspiring reviews. I really appreciate it. Either tonight or tomorrow, I will be posting the next start of a story that I'm beginning right after this is posted. Thanks to all of you who follow me, follow the story, etc!
